Posted by willowweeper on December 10, 2001 at 02:49:21:
I don't speak.
You show off your intellect;
I simply nod an smile like a doll.
I am a doll smiling for your pleasure,
Discontent, yet afraid to be
Cast aside as nothing.
Sometimes I attempt to speak,
Attempt to impress and am put to
shame by my obvious effort.
There was a moment last week when
Remembering who I used to be
I was distracted
By the sight of the turn of your wrist,
A masculine grace now caught in my
Memory and cherished.
Insanely, I've tried to start arguments,
Feeling a need to ground myself.
I am lost in you, no longer valid apart.
Could you be any more cruel than not to notice?
Whether I origianlly began as prey or you,
I am helplessly, endlessly consumed.